Danny sighed as they, finally, pulled up to McGarrett's house. Steve had calmed down quite a bit since they left the hospital; he had no problem getting him in the house. However, once inside Steve blocked Danny's path, putting one arm on each side of him and leaning against the door.
"What are you doing Super Seal? Let's go into the living room, okay?" Danny said, trying to get past Steve's arms. "We're going to watch a movie."
"I was good. I want my treat." Steve said, smiling lasciviously. "You promised. Anything I want."
"Well, what do you want? Dinner? Or maybe a rocket launcher?" laughed Danny.
Steve leaned down and captured Danny's mouth, swallowing his laughter. He nibbled Danny's lower lip before plunging his tongue in, plundering Danny's mouth. Danny was caught completely off guard by Steve's oral assault. He paused before responding instinctively. He fought back, pushing his tongue into Steve's mouth, taking over the kiss, Danny's hands wandered, of their own accord, down Steve's body prompting Steve to move his hands from the door to Danny's muscular frame. They continued for several minutes before pulling back simultaneously, panting with desire. Danny's eyes were wide from the shock of what just occurred while Steve just stared at him, smiling. "Thanks for the treat Danno."
They ended up sitting in the living room watching television, well, Steve watched television. Danny was too busy thinking about what had just happened. After a few moments, Danny's face cleared and he nodded to himself before turning towards Steve.
"Hey McGarrett, are we at the truth telling portion of the evening yet?" Danny questioned.
Steve didn't look away from the cartoons on the screen, "How would I know? You haven't asked me anything."
"Fair point. Fair point." Danny allowed. "OK, what's your favorite food?"
Steve scrunched his face in thought, "Vegetable lasagna. My mom used to make it whenever she was feeling really happy. She'd hum and dance around the kitchen while she cooked." Steve looked so sad. "I haven't had it since she died."
Danny was worried that Steve might cry so he moved over to him and threw his arms around the SEAL, whispering, "It's okay Steve. You don't have to talk about her if you don't want to. But I want you to know that I'll always be here for you. OK?" Danny moved to accommodate Steve's arms as he returned the hug.
"Can we go swimming now?" Steve asked a few minutes later.
Danny laughed and replied, "Sure buddy, but, don't go too deep. You may be a SEAL but you are in no position to rescue yourself and I'm not going in the water."
As they made their way out the back door and onto Steve's private beach, Steve asked, "Why won't you swim with me?"
"I don't have suit with me. And I am not going swimming in my clothes. This is proper work attire. I will not ruin it with salt water. OK? OK." Danny answered as he gestured at his tie.
Steve responded by grabbing Danny's shirt and ripping it open, spraying buttons everywhere. As Danny sputtered, Steve went for his belt and threw it in the direction of the porch. Steve had Danny's pants half undone when Danny grabbed his hands and asked, "What the hell are you doing?"
"Taking off your clothes!" Steve replied with a grin, moving away and starting on his own clothing. Danny stared flabbergasted at Steve until his shirt landed on his face, covering the view. He reached up and pulled it down, dropping Steve's shirt onto the sand below, "Why?"
"So we can swim." Steve stated matter-of-factly. "You don't have a suit so we'll go without."
"No. Just no. This is a beach. There could be people around." Danny mini-ranted, hands gesturing wildly.
Steve just sat and proceeded to take his boots off, "It's my beach Danno. Besides it's too late for anyone else to be out." He stood and shucked his pants. Danny couldn't help it, he looked at Steve, standing there in all his glory. He was magnificent; well-muscled, tall, tan, and hung like a horse. Steve walked up to Danny and kneeled, causing Danny's heart to start pounding, before tugging off his shoes. Steve then grabbed Danny's pants and underwear, simultaneously, and gently slid them down. Danny blushed as his half-hard cock brushed Steve's face, stiffening. But, Steve just stood up and seized Danny's hand, pulling him into the warm ocean water.
"Isn't this great?" Steve asked as he floated around Danny.
"Sure. It's not at all weird that my very male boss and I are naked, together, in the ocean after he got drugged and we made out. And now I can't stop thinking about about him when I've never before been interested in a guy. If you ignore all that, then yes, it's kind of great." Danny replied, arms waving around as he tended to do, ignoring the fact that he kept touching, almost caressing, Steve with his gesturing. "Why did you kiss me?" Danny asked, almost as an afterthought.
"I like you." Steve replied simply. Coming to a rest in front of Danny, he stood up, water flowing down his torso. "Don't you like me?"
"Well, yes, apparently. I mean, wait. How long have you liked me?" Danny was curious, wondering if this was the drug or if it was just letting him reveal himself.
"Since I met you. You were really sexy, pointing that gun at me. And you're so kind and funny and a great father." Steve looked at Danny earnestly, "You're the best person I've ever met." Steve moved forwards, coming closer to Danny, their thighs touching. "I love you." Steve leaned down and kissed Danny, gently this time before deepening the kiss, pouring his heart into the touching of their lips. Danny pressed his length against Steve's, grinding them together.
Danny suddenly pulled back, out of breath, "We shouldn't be doing this. You're not yourself right now." Danny looked at Steve, his hair mussed, his lips swollen, and sighed. "We'll talk about this tomorrow. Hopefully the drugs will wear off while we're sleeping."